Bloodhound [Justice/Closed]

Justice's agreement stopped the femme from proceeding, but she had turned her gaze into a squint upon the man. Even if logic told her that the Godfather's eye must've initiated Justice's casual acceptance, she still had her reservations. But this was the game, and currently this seemed to be the only path on the gameboard to roll their dice on.

"Essentially, yes! But we of the Demont line have one extra requirement and fortunately -- or unfortunately! -- you have brought that requirement with you.."

He'd lift his cane's butt off the ground and promptly bump it into Ivory's chest, "This one. You must sire her immediately after, as proof that the Demont line will continue once you leave this place."

A.J. Godfrey

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Ivory's eyes widened slightly - this was not something she had anticipated in the least. On top of that, the man had shamelessly prodded a cane into her breast. Surprising all the way around, in that regard.

Eyes locking toward Justice, Ivory would give a comforting smile her way, eyes softening. "Don't be silly. I'd sacrifice myself if it meant you living on. This is.. the opposite of that, though, isn't it? Now I can serve you forever. Sounds like a 'sacrifice' worth making to me."

"Wonderful! Now that that's sorted.. step forward and let us begin this Holy ritual as I welcome you into the everlasting family of the Demonts."

A.J. Godfrey

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Had the old radio gods in this area intentionally played this song as the last song before the calamity? She wouldn't doubt it. It was too.. specifically engineered to the cold blooded vampirism they were facing. Never hot. Never hot. Did that mean she would no longer be able to feel Justice's warming embrace? And since she too were to be afflicted with the curse.. she couldn't warm Justice up either, could she?

That thought was probably one of the more depressing ones she could've had over the whole prospect. But, to compare that with losing Justice, and her best friend Anniken, forever, it was nothing. A mere price to pay. Hopefully vampire skin still had nerve endings, and maybe two cold touches could equal a sensation just as good.

After his flamboyant dance across the small room, she'd find a dreary anticipation gripping her heart.

His fangs were in.

She could see the blood roll down Justice's neck and, for a brief moment, she wondered if she might cry as she witnessed the one she loved change before her very eyes. 

A.J. Godfrey

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Justice's face quickly became pallid, the edges of her eyes the only things seeming to retain any color, as if someone had wiped light red blush along them. She gulped, half afraid that blood wouldn't be the only thing to drain from her. But her life hadn't vacated her eyes, and indeed, she was strong enough by the end of his drink that she could take ahold of his own wrist and reciprocate the gesture.

Empathetically, Ivory would grimace as Justice's own twisted. But like he had promised, the woman seemed to get more and more into the intaking of his blood. That didn't do much to convince her brows to furrow any less, but it was enough for her not to let fear overwhelm her.

"J-Justice? How.. do you feel..?"

Changing from one species to another could alter one's personality to an extent. She knew this from her own experience with take-over magic, as each form seemed to exaggerate a different aspect within her. She assumed vampirism would be the same, but hopefully to no extreme length. If Justice, or Anniken for that matter, lost the core of who they were, then where would that leave Odin's Spear?

A.J. Godfrey

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Vampire.. form? Did that mean this man also had an alternative look?

She watched as Justice fell to the ground, evidently flimsy from the body's sudden and massive shift. Instinctively she'd immediately go to her, kneeling next to her, a hand resting on her back. A back which seemed to decrease in size ever so slightly, while her mane painted itself another tone entirely, it's length quickly overlapping the area her hand had been placed.

When Justice's answer finally came out, she'd shoot a concerning glance toward her Sire, but he would only smile in return, his hands folded calmly over his cane's fine head.

Tch.

Back to Justice, "You uhm, seem to have gotten so drunk that you dyed your hair and got a size reduction. I can't believe you didn't invite me along to see that happen."

She wanted to break the news to Justice in a kind way; one such way, in her mind, was by joking about it. The girl no longer looked like herself. But, if the vampire was right, she'd be able to change from this one to her original. That was comforting. But this.. this form wasn't so bad on the eyes either.

A.J. Godfrey

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Justice finally seemed to get a hold of herself, and as she rose, Ivory's eyes would sink toward the woman's "new" neck - blood still streaked it, but.. the puncture marks are gone! Ivory felt her heart do several somersaults behind her ribs, threatening to explode. She had healed! She had fucking healed! Her tail had began to swish so extremely that it caused her body to move with it's thrusts, appearing like she was suddenly getting into the background noise with fever.

Before she was able to verbally rupture her joy, Justice would speak. Except... it didn't sound exactly like the Justice she knew. It mimicked the vampire's manner of speaking, instead. Her tail's enthusiasm marginally slowed.

"Whatever do you mean? You are in possession of Demont blood, the noblest and supreme of lines! Naturally you yourself have become equally imperial. You're welcome~" The man's charming grin — borderline creepy in Ivory's mind — was plastered evermore upon his aristocratic veneer as he gave his new family member a bow.

She turned to Justice, questioning. She didn't want to say it but.. did the woman still feel like herself at all?

A.J. Godfrey

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All the concern she'd harbored in her visage would dismantle the moment Justice's tail teased her. "Thank Odin!" She found her arms suddenly throwing themselves over the pinkette's neck, which was slightly shorter than her now, and holding her in an appreciative embrace. The girl was cold to the touch, though, and it was mildly shocking at first. But when she realized that Justice was still inside.. she felt a warmth, not from the physical contact, but from within her own self, as it spread over her like an infectious affection.

"I love you Justice, I'm so happy you're still you.. even if you sound like a damn nerd now!" She'd chuckle with the woman draped in her embrace, her nose in-taking the female's scent as she did so. She didn't smell like something dead; so that was a bonus. If anything.. she lacked a scent now. 

"Now, now. Enough of that, you have eternity for it. I desire to see you Sire your companion now, as per our arrangement. Thereafter you shall both proceed to the coordinates and mark it to solidify the process of joining the Demont family."

A.J. Godfrey

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